Canghui Academy, A Desperate Struggle

Chapter 50 Canghui Academy, A Desperate Struggle

"When will you give us a decent opponent?!"

In the rest area, Ma Hongjun stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky and sighing, displaying the demeanor of a peerless master.

Xiao Wu mimicked Ma Hongjun, looked around, then shook her head and sighed, "How lonely it is to be invincible!"

The other team members from different colleges felt a surge of anger as they watched the two of them putting on airs.

Damn, that's so pretentious!

Unfortunately, they couldn't refute it.

Shrek Academy is just too strong.

Including today, none of the 11 matches Shrek has faced have lasted more than five minutes! Even today, when they faced Blazing Academy, another favorite to advance, the same thing happened.

So Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu were telling the truth!

This makes me even angrier!

"Who will Shrek face next?"

"Canghui Academy. A small academy, probably another five minutes. No, I'd consider it an extraordinary performance if I could last three minutes."

"Tsk, boring."

"When is our academy going to fight Shrek Academy? Maybe we should just forfeit?"

"Don't be too discouraged! There are only eight Shrek Academy members; their stamina is definitely not as strong as ours. The further we go, the more opportunities we'll have. If we can manage to pick off a losing team and defeat Shrek, we'll make a name for ourselves!"

"Heh, doesn't it hurt to say that?"

In the rest area of ​​Canghui Academy, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of an old man with a sinister face.

……

Shrek's rest area.

Oscar felt the hostility coming from all directions and couldn't help but say, "Boss Dai, when are we going back to the hotel? I can't hold back any longer."

These hostile creatures are not threatening, but there are too many of them, buzzing around like mosquitoes.

Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement.

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at Dai Mubai, "It's very noisy."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was cold and detached, rarely showing emotion, but the troubles in her words seemed to be overflowing.

The downside of being too perceptive is that what feels like fluff to others can feel like sharp needles to them.

Intuition is a good thing.

Entering a state of intuition can concentrate attention, amplify perception, and even enable a certain degree of precognition, but this state also has drawbacks, or rather, inevitable side effects.

If we compare mental state to a car in motion, the intuition is to step on the gas to accelerate, but the speed you gain won't suddenly drop, not to mention there's the issue of heat dissipation.

For a short period after using Intuition, passive perception will be greatly enhanced. Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing are experiencing this right now. They used Intuition during their match against Blazing Fire Academy today, and now they are being maliciously disturbed by the surrounding teams.

Since his fiancée had said so, Dai Mubai had no choice but to look at Chi Ping.

"Hirako, look, everyone's in this state. How about we stop waiting for the director and just go back to the hotel?"

Chi Ping tried to calm his agitated mind. "Everyone, hang in there a little longer. I have a bad feeling about this."

Tang San frowned and said, "Brother Ping, are you sure? It's been seven days already."

Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu, who were teasing the contestants, also started to get bored and stopped.

Everyone looked at Chi Ping.

Chi Ping's brows were furrowed, he was having difficulty breathing, and his fists clenched and relaxed.

Chi Ping started experiencing this seven days ago, and the situation is getting worse every day. Every day, everyone is required to stay together in the Soul Arena and not be separated. When leaving the Soul Arena, everyone must stay with Flander or Liu Erlong.

According to Chi Ping, someone has their eyes on them and is filled with murderous intent.

"His murderous intent has intensified. That man is probably about to lose control and make his move."

Xiao Wu was somewhat dismissive, "But you've been saying that since the day before yesterday, and we're still fine now, we haven't encountered the attack you mentioned. Besides, Zhu Qing and the others don't have the same feeling as you."

No one doubted Chi Ping's intuition, but after so many days of calm, everyone began to have some doubts, feeling that Chi Ping's intuition might be wrong.

"Since Pingzi has said so, let's wait a little longer. It won't delay anything anyway," Dai Mubai said, while gesturing to Oscar and Ma Hongjun to chime in.

"It's not actually that hard to bear..."

"Since Brother Ping has said so, let's wait and see. Better safe than sorry."

"Rongrong, would you like me to give you a massage? I learned a special technique that's very effective at relaxing your nerves."

Chatting back and forth, the group stayed in the rest area until evening.

"Please leave in an orderly manner. The Arena is about to close. The Arena is about to close..."

The closing announcement echoed throughout the venue.

The eight people had no choice but to leave the arena.

"Haven't the dean and the others arrived yet...?" Chi Ping murmured.

"Something must have held them up," Ma Hongjun said casually. "Shall we go back now?"

Chi Ping took a deep breath, his school uniform transforming into light armor. "Everyone, hold hands and get back together as fast as you can. Mu Bai and Zhu Qing, be ready with your Martial Soul Fusion Techniques at any time!"

"Is it really necessary to be so serious? Ping-ge, you've even used the Demon King's Armor." Xiao Wu complained, but Chi Ping's actions also raised her guard to the highest level.

"Let's go."

Beside the arena, in a dark corner, Shi Nian's face was contorted.

The true form of a lingering dream, a nightmare illusion!

……

--wrong!

A warning bell rang in Chi Ping's mind!

In Chi Ping's five senses, he was currently holding Dai Mubai's hand, looking at the street ahead, listening to the wind and the hawkers' cries, his mouth dry, rushing to the hotel the academy had booked as quickly as possible.

but……

—The feel is wrong, the environment is repetitive, the sound is repetitive, the taste is unclear, the sense of space is chaotic... nothing is right!

—I've been infected! When?!

The brain is thinking frantically, but the actions remain unchanged.

—What kind of technique? An illusion? A drug? Or some other method?

"As expected of Shrek Academy's most outstanding disciple, your vigilance is indeed very strong. Unfortunately, it's too late for you to notice."

Chi Ping pulled the Shrek group to a stop and shielded them behind him.

A faint figure of an old man in white robes gradually became clearer ten meters away.

"Who are you!"

Chi Ping said solemnly. He suddenly realized that he had lost contact with the mycelium. Nearly three months had passed since he arrived in Tiandou City, and the mycelium had already covered half of the city.

A cold glint appeared at the corner of Shi Nian's mouth as she said to herself, "You've really kept me waiting! So, what do you suggest I do to you?"

"Do we know each other? You want to kill me?"

—What's the reason? I left the mycelium's range? The martial soul connection is still there, and the soul power perception is also there... No, it's fake!

"I don't know you yet, but I'll know you soon," Shi Nian said coldly. "What kind of death do you prefer? Personally, I think being torn to pieces is best, or maybe having your heart and liver ripped out? No, no, that's too cruel. I'll cut out your tongue first!"

As he spoke, a dagger appeared out of thin air in Shi Nian's hand, and his figure vanished.

Sensing an early warning, Chi Ping dodged, the dagger missing its mark. Then, Chi Ping threw a punch, which passed right through Shi Nian's body, leaving Shi Nian unharmed.

—Even though the connection between Qi and blood has been lost, the intuition still suggests that it can still be used.

"It's no use, it's no use, you can't escape!"

Shi Nian laughed heartily, his movements never ceasing.

Chi Ping kept dodging, with the dagger close behind.

—What exactly is going on?!

—How are Mu Bai and the others now? Can I still go home? How is my home? Are my parents still alive? Are they dead? How did I die? Will they be sad if they know I'm dead...?

A jumble of inexplicable thoughts disrupted his intuition; with a flash of the dagger, he severed Chi Ping's right ear.

It was as if not an ear had been cut off, but half of his body had been torn apart; the intense pain caused Chi Ping to convulse and fall to the ground.

Shi Nian squatted down with a smile, like a pervert, and used a dagger to cut deep, bone-revealing wounds all over Chi Ping's body.

Pain dispels information that interferes with thinking, and Ikehira regains his ability to think.

Intuition is instantly activated, and the speed of thought is increased to the limit.

All sorts of information are integrated, blocking bodily sensation, mental clarity, and harming the spirit...

—It's a dream! The way to escape is...

Another piece of flesh was cut off.

--die!

Without hesitation, his skeletal right arm suddenly sprang up and ruthlessly pierced his eyes before Shi Nian's next stab could arrive, shattering his brain!

Death is not cold; it is full of hope!

(End of this chapter)